She was still deeply shaken now, thinking that a burglar had broken into her home.
She smacked him in irritation. "Weren't you headed home?"
No wonder he never replied to her; he was apparently on his way here.
"I didn't feel secure, never saying goodbye to you properly before I left," Han Zhuoling said softly.
Shi Xiaoya exclaimed in surprise. "What? We clearly did."
Han Zhuoling's lips twitched. "I meant like this."
With that, he grabbed Shi Xiaoya's waist and pulled her flush against him.
He then pressed her against the bathroom door.
Shi Xiaoya could only stand on tiptoes as she was being pulled upwards.
In the end, even her toes couldn't touch the floor.
With his arms wrapped under her legs, she could only support herself using his waist.
She was like a koala, hanging onto him with her arms and legs.
